Marvin lowered his hand, slipped the phone back into his jeans pocket, and stood with his arms relaxed at his sides.Watching his calm demeanor, Felix gave a mocking smirk. “Who did you just call? Did you bring an army to back you up?”“Something like that,” Marvin replied. “And just as I said before, this is going to be one of the worst nights of your life. Tonight, I’m going to take over this club of yours.”For a brief moment, Felix stared at him seriously, but then he burst out laughing. He glanced over at Damian, who was standing upright again despite still looking in pain.“Is this fool making any sense at all, Damian? Do you understand what he’s rambling about?” Felix asked.“I think he’s just trying to copy what I did, sir,” Damian sneered. “I called Jab a moment ago to send his men here. Probably this trash thinks he can scare us the same way.”Felix raised one eyebrow. “Is that so? Reinforcements, you say? What kind of pathetic reinforcements could you possibly have called?